Leifs Surrender

Chapter Eleven

They had all moved out into the living room waiting for Miles to call. No one had been able to sleep. Jaden hadn’t been able to even sit down for any length of time. She’d sit for a few minutes, then have to get up and pace once again. No one said anything about it. There was nothing they could really do to help her. Only being with Leif would end her torment.

Precisely at dawn, Saskia’s cell phone rang.

Jaden crossed back over to stand in front of Saskia, where she sat on one of the couches next to Eli. Saskia flipped open her cell and put it on hands-free. “Hello, Miles.”

“My, aren’t we polite?” he said back. “Have you thought over my offer?”

Jaden listened to the sound of her father’s voice, wishing like hell she could reach through the phone and strangle him. He sounded too smug for her liking.

“Yes,” Saskia replied. “We’ll make the trade. Tell us where and when.”

“Really? You’re willing to hand over the foretold one just like that?”

“It’s the way she wants to do it. She rules the packs so I really don’t have any say in the matter, now do I?”

Roxie silently gave Saskia the thumbs up. They had known full well that Miles wouldn’t believe they were that willing to hand her over. There had to be a pretty good reason behind their decision.

Obviously, Miles bought it, because he then said, “And of course you wouldn’t be able to ignore a direct order from her. Doesn’t that just work out to my advantage?”

“Would you stop crowing about it and tell me where you want to make the trade?”

Saskia snapped.

“Watch how you speak to me, sister dear. I said I would give you Leif if you gave me the foretold one, but I never said in what condition he’d be in when we make the trade.”

Jaden bit the inside of her mouth to stop herself from whimpering. Her mind formed one image after another of Leif bloodied and badly beaten.

“Where, Miles?” Saskia asked impatiently.

“The warehouse that you forced me to destroy. In one hour.” He then ended the call.

Saskia stood. “Roxie and Beowulf, I suggest you go home. And don’t fight me on this, Rox. You’re pregnant and need your sleep. I’ll send Dirk with you two. Even though Miles will be a little busy dealing with us, I still don’t want you unprotected. The rest of us will take Jaden to make the trade.”

Roxie grumbled under her breath, but did as Saskia said. Before she left, she made them promise to call her once they had Leif back. Dirk followed the couple out. Saskia then motioned for everyone else to follow her.

Jaden told herself to take deep, even breaths as she followed the Protectors outside to the detached garage. Once Skylar backed the SUV out, she climbed inside it with Kye, Saskia, Eli, Roan and Ansley. Jager and Daylen were going to ride in Jager’s car. After they had all piled in, they were speeding toward the Golden Gate Bridge.

Sitting by one of the windows, Jaden pressed her forehead to the glass and concentrated on watching the scenery go by. Her hands were tightly fisted on her lap. The closer they got to the city the worse her anxiety became. At the feel of a large male hand closing over her fist, she turned her head to look at Kye.

“It’ll be all right, Jaden,” he said kindly. “You’ll get through this.”

She gave him a wavering smile. Right now, she didn’t feel as if it would ever end. It seemed as if she’d been suffering forever.

When they reached the warehouse district of the city, Skylar drove to a burned out site where an older warehouse had once stood. Jager followed behind them. Once he parked in front of the ruin, everyone got out of the SUV, except for Ansley. Roan gave his mate a quick kiss and told her to stay put.

Walking toward what was left of the warehouse with the Protectors surrounding her, Jaden told herself over and over again that she could do this. It was the only way to get Leif back. She couldn’t let herself think that she would be coming face-to-face with her father for the first time, or how much of a bastard he really was.

Once they had come to what would have been the back of the building, their group stopped a distance away from a smaller one. It consisted of one man standing out in front with two men behind him and off to the side, holding Leif hanging limply between them.

With her much improved vision, she could see he had been beaten. She then forced her gaze to the man who stood in front—her father.

The sun glinted off the same white blond hair he shared with his sister. His looks were similar to Saskia’s as well. The only difference was his violet eyes had a hard, cruel edge that his sister’s didn’t have. Like the rest of his kind, he had a werewolf’s super good looks.

Miles took a step away from his men and held up his hand. “That’ll be far enough.

Send over the foretold one.”

Even though the distance separating them would have had a mortal shouting to be heard, Jaden had no problems hearing what Miles said.

“Give us Leif first,” Saskia said back.

Miles motioned back toward his men and Leif. “I’m afraid Leif isn’t in any condition to be walking at the moment.”

“What did you do to him?”

“Nothing that will cause permanent damage. I just gave him something to keep him asleep. No more stalling. Send her over. Now.”

Before Saskia could say anything more, Jaden moved up behind her and tapped her shoulder. “I’ll go.”

Saskia turned back to Miles, blocking his view of Jaden. “I don’t like the idea of sending you out there alone. There’s no telling what Miles will do.”

“You said that you recognized me as his daughter from his scent on me. He’ll be able to tell as well. Let’s hope his meeting a daughter he never knew he had distracts him enough for you to get Leif free.”

Saskia silently searched her face. “It may work. Miles definitely won’t be expecting that. Leif may be drugged, but I don’t think he’ll stay under when he scents you. You being Leif’s mate will be another surprise for Miles when he finds himself confronted by an enraged mated male. His two men won’t be able to hold Leif back.”

With a nod, counting on everything Saskia said to be true, Jaden straightened her back, and with her head held high, she slowly made her way toward her father. Just before she reached him, the wind shifted direction so it was no longer blowing in her face, but at her back.

She knew the instant Miles smelled her scent. His brows drew together in confusion, then his gaze locked on her. He seemed frozen in place as she closed the distance between them and stopped to stand in front of him.

“Hello, father,” she said, meeting his gaze.

“Sarah,” Miles whispered.

Hearing him say her mother’s name so reverently, Jaden resisted the urge to slap him. He had no right to say it like that. He obviously had abandoned her mother when she had needed him the most.

Reining back her temper, Jaden shifted her gaze to Leif then back to Miles. “I’ve come for my mate.”

“Your mate?” her father asked dumbly and reached out a shaky hand toward her.

“You’re my daughter.”

Jaden slapped his hand away before he made contact with her cheek. “Don’t touch me,” she said harshly.

A loud growl ripped through the air, then everything exploded in utter chaos.

Leif threw off the men holding him and launched himself at Miles. Jaden jumped out of the way just as he landed on Miles’ back. Leif’s eyes glowed and his upper lip curved in a snarl as he started to pummel her father with his fists. Both men shifted to their wolf forms, using sharp claws and teeth to fight.

Before Miles’ men could join in the fray, the Protectors surrounded them. Soon, the only one who hadn’t shifted into a wolf was Jaden. She listened with only half an ear to the second fight that had broken out. She kept her gaze locked on Leif and Miles as they tore into each other. Neither one of them seemed to be gaining the upper hand. Each of them bore bloody claw marks on their sides that glistened through their fur. She could easily tell which wolf was which since her father was a white wolf.

Then her worst fears were realized. Miles somehow managed to get Leif onto his back and took his throat in his jaws. Knowing what would come next, Jaden ran to them and pulled on the fur on Miles’ neck.

“Stop it!” she screamed. “If you had any feelings for my mother at all, you will not take my mate away from me.” Miles’ wolf eyes shifted toward her. “Please,” she pleaded as tears dripped down her face. “Please don’t do this to me.”

Miles seemed to hesitate. It was enough for Leif to break out of his hold. He would have attacked her father again, but Jaden moved to stand between the two wolves. “No, Leif. Enough. I need you.”

Once Leif shifted back to his human form, Jaden just about went down on her knees as a wave of longing and arousal washed over, a wave so intense it left her gasping for breath. The separation anxiety she’d felt became replaced with the need to join her body with Leif’s, to reaffirm the mating bond between them.

Leif stood panting, and his gaze ran up and down her body. “Jaden?”

When Miles whispered her name behind her, Leif snarled and whirled to go after her father once again. Jaden blocked him and grabbed his arms. “No. He’s my father.”

“But, Jaden, we—”

“You’ll do as I say, Leif,” she said in her best authoritative voice. “As the foretold one, I’m telling you to let him go.”

Leif’s gaze shot to her face. “What?”

“You heard her, Leif,” Saskia said. “The foretold one has given you an order.”

Meeting his gaze, Jaden stared at him, her eyes pleading for Leif to follow along.

“Let him go.”

Leif shuddered once, then dragged her into his arms. Jaden clung to him, needing to be closer. Now that they touched, she found what little control she had over herself was slipping away.

“We have to get out of here, now,” Leif said against her hair as he plastered himself to her.

The feel of his erection pressing against her had Jaden unable to hold back the moan that pushed out of her. She started to ache, her pussy throbbing in time with her rapidly beating heart.

Jager jangled his car keys. “Here, take my car.”

Leif snatched them out of Jager’s hand and scooped her up into his arms before he took off at a run. Jaden looked over his shoulder one last time at her father. He silently watched them leave.

Once Leif got them both into the car, he peeled away with the tires squealing. Jaden couldn’t control her panting. Her body was on fire. “Leif? I need—”

“I know, baby. Just hold on. I feel it too. It’s because of the separation. It won’t take long to get to your place.”

True to his word, they arrived at her basement apartment in record time. Jaden shot out of the car and went to the entrance. When she turned the knob and found it locked, she remembered her keys were back at the mansion. Leif pushed her hand away, gave the knob a hard turn, breaking the tumblers, and pushed it open. He did the same to the door at the bottom of the stairs.

Inside, he kicked the door shut and had her back in his arms. Aroused to the point of pain, Jaden tugged at Leif’s t-shirt. Not used to her new strength, she ripped it down the middle and tore it off him.

Leif didn’t seem to mind. His lips slammed down on hers, kissing her with desperate hunger. The sound of her shirt and bra being ripped from her body filled the room. While he continued to nip and suck on her lips, they both rid themselves of their pants.

Completely naked, Leif took her down on the bed. His hips landed between her thighs.

Jaden made an animal-like growl as the tip of his cock brushed against her wet pussy.

Digging her fingers into the top of his shoulders, she pushed down just as Leif surged inside her. He took her hard and fast. His hips thrust against her as he pumped his cock between her legs. With three strokes, Jaden felt her climax barreling up to meet her.

Just before it hit, she panted, “God, I love you, Leif.”

He groaned. “I love you too. Come for me, Jaden. I can’t hold back. I needed you too much.”

She wrapped her legs around his waist. “Just a little bit more.” Then she let out a keening moan, her orgasm tearing through her like a freight train.

Leif quickly followed, throwing back his head and howling as his cock filled her with his cum. Out of breath, he collapsed on top her, his still hard shaft keeping them joined.

When they both could breathe evenly again, Leif lifted himself on his bent arms and stared down at her. “Roxie turned you.”

“It was the only way I could stand-in for Roxie when we made the trade.”

He fingered her hair. “I guess that also explains why your hair is cut and colored to match hers.”

“We didn’t know if my father had seen Roxie from a distance.”

Leif searched her face. “How do you feel about all this? Being my mate, you being turned into a werewolf and Miles as your father?”

She reached up and cupped his cheek. “I want to be your mate, and I wasn’t going to give up the two thousand years we can have together. How do you feel about having Miles’ daughter as your mate?”

He gently brushed her lips with his. “I’ll love you no matter who your father is.

You’re mine.”

“Yes, I’m yours, and you’re mine.” She shifted her hips and grinned. “How about you show me how much you love me? Or, as the stand-in foretold one, do I have to order you to take me again?”

Leif smiled and slowly moved in and out of her. “That will be one thing you’ll never have to order me to do.”

He showed her over and over again what she had to look forward to for the next couple thousand years.